Which, men of abler fortunes may despise.
Some Birds, when they an Oyster would unlock,
Mount up, and let it fall upon a Rock;
And, when the Cockles on the Shores lye gasping,
(At ev'ry Tides approach their Shells unclasping)
Crowes cast in Pebles, and so take that meat
By craft, which by their force they could not get.
Wee, by indeav'ring thus, may gaine, at length,
That, which at first appeares above our strength.
By little Screwes an entrance we may make,